Your world is as big as you make it; an entire globe of wondrous places and cultures, you say? No, thank you. Not even the entire Europe is as it should be and we are expected to go out, see the world unfold? To what selfish avail? It would be equally pleasing to watch yourself transposed in kitsch puppetry. Compete with the US? Not with their thirst for power. Compete with China and India? We'll be out of consumer products. Do not compete - collaborate, but do no infringe national interests. Reject African immigrants, reject non-European students. Stop sexual libertinism. Limit WHO and IMF interventions. Would all those be so absurd?

To a friend: they were all happy but you. They're all smiling in this photograph, but you have your own troubles. I found that out shortly after we met, and I made you well for just a couple of moments. But then came your fall, and to this day I'm still struggling to find the reason why you're this moral whore that stands before me today. What happened? Was the struggle to stay on the right path too much? Do you like it so? Please tell me.

The reason why we're not together anymore is that you've held peasants by the hand.